The Moment
It is whats to come and pondered
throughout my day
Deep breaths follow every thought
of her and a smile comes to mind
and clearly upon my face
A natural high and I'm
strung out on her, my fix
The highlight of my day and
the tucking in of my nights
My one of a kind sedative
addicting in the most
loving way
The moment is her who fills
our needs the past failed
to provide
I love her
and without reservations
dine upon the softest lips
mine have ever tasted and
the moment now.....
becomes complete
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